The immortality of mortals

Chapter 38 Meeting
Return to the ancient purple locust tree.

Mu Peiyun, the foundation-building female cultivator of the Mu family, first congratulated Yang Xuan.

Then he mentioned several disciples of the Mu family in Yellow Maple Valley. They could contact each other and take care of each other after they got started. After all, it would be easier to do things if they had connections.

In addition, the three daughters are under strict supervision to prevent recurrence of night attacks.

Yang Xuan rested peacefully for a night.

There is no training or distracting thoughts, and the body and mind of the continuous competition are completely relaxed.

On the second day.

The top ten in the Ascension Conference gathered at Tianwutai.

"Yes, you are all the leaders of the Immortal Dao Conference. After entering our Yellow Maple Valley, you must also practice hard and build a foundation as soon as possible to become the mainstay of the sect."

A light green middle-aged man appeared to encourage him.

According to the introduction from the deacon disciple of Huang Maple Valley who was in charge of the conference, this person was a high-level steward in the foundation period and the real person in charge of the conference.

The ten winners immediately nodded in response.

"Yes, Uncle Wang!"

The middle-aged Uncle Wang, who was in the foundation building stage, nodded with a satisfied smile and immediately summoned a huge boat-shaped magic weapon, preparing to set off back to the Yellow Maple Valley.

But just as ten people stepped onto the flying boat magic weapon one after another.

Suddenly, a dark-skinned, ordinary-looking young man poked his head out from below.

Just as the deacon of Huang Maple Valley was about to ask, the young man took out a black triangular token with two golden ancient seal characters for "Shengxian" printed on it.

Uncle Wang, who had a peaceful face, immediately changed his expression, took it into his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

While the others were scratching their heads, Yang Xuan's heart moved slightly as he took stock of the sudden uninvited guest.

The other party was wearing a green cloth, and his face was partly like the Song Xiaobao he had seen in his previous life, and partly like Bao Qiang, and his complexion was brown and black. He was a popular face that could not be found in a crowd.

The only thing worthy of praise is that he has a restrained temperament and a slightly calm look.

After the middle-aged Uncle Wang carefully inspected the token, he had a conversation with the dark-skinned young man, and everyone found out that his name was Han Li, and that what he took out was actually a block of Ascension Token.

Those who hold the order can directly worship at the Immortal Gate and be given a Foundation Building Pill.

After several winners of the conference learned about it, they all showed shock, doubt, and vaguely evil looks.

After all, everyone has obtained the immortal fate from thousands of monks who fought hard and died.

Nowadays, just a token can save you from many hardships and hardships, which is really unbalanced.

Moreover, young Han Licai has reached the ninth level of Qi refining.

It even made several winners from the competition look disdainful and even contemptuous.

The young Han Li was obviously also a smart person. He noticed the scrutiny and gazes from around him and immediately lowered his head, not daring to show any ostentation.

Uncle Wang also met a person holding the Immortal Order for the first time.

After careful consideration, a young man named Han Li was finally brought to the flying boat and left in the sect to ask many stewards and leaders to make decisions.

Day passed quickly.

night.

Yang Xuan walked out of the room alone and sat in the cabin of the flying boat.

Watching the floating clouds on both sides drift away, the silver moon shining all over the earth below, the quiet and deep mountains and forests, the sparkling mortal cities, the vast ditches, and the wild rivers, all together form a vast skyscape.

He took out his jade flute and played the music in his heart, following the surging thoughts and expectations.

The usual sound of the flute was brisk and crisp, but this time it was as low as a flute, revealing the depth of a distant and lonely sound.

Reflecting the cold moonlight in the sky, it feels like the moon is shining brightly in the depths of the night without anyone noticing.

Complete the song.

Yang Xuan put down the jade flute and slowly said to the figure at the cabin door: "Since you are here, why bother to leave?"

"Sorry, I was so abrupt and disturbed my fellow Taoist." Standing outside the cabin door, Han Li quickly lowered his head and saluted, while secretly complaining that it was unfortunate.

Thinking that he was about to become a disciple of the Immortal Sect with the Immortal Ascension Order, he felt happy for a moment, so he went out for a few walks to enjoy the scenery outside the flying boat.

After all, this was his first time riding a magic weapon flying boat.

Unexpectedly, I happened to meet a young man dressed in white.

Han Li just wanted to leave as soon as possible at this moment. After all, he had watched many of the opponent's fights in the Immortal Ascension Conference.

I know very well that if the number one in this conference is selected, it must be the young man in white.

As a fierce man with the eleventh level of Qi refining and powerful fighting ability, Han Li did not want to have too much contact with him.

If he offends the other party, with his ninth-level Qi refining skills, he may be beaten to death in two blows.

"What do you think of the flute sound just now?"

Yang Xuan looked down at the night scene and spoke with a faint smile.

"Okay! Although I'm a rough man and don't understand music theory, I find the rhythm to be beautiful and intoxicating. So I stopped and stayed unknowingly."

Han Li bowed and answered. Although it was a bit flattering, it was also sincere.

The gentle and low melody made him recall the past of Qixuanmen, as well as his parents and little sister far away in his hometown.

"Haha, this song is called 'Love of a Lifetime'. The last time I played it, I was playing it with others in another country..."

The young man in white looked reminiscing, as if he was recounting his past.

Han Li heard the story of a descendant of a declining immortal cultivating family who left his hometown, separated from his friends, and went to Vietnam to attend a conference and pursue the path of immortality.

"Although I am an immortal, I can't let go of my love for my children, and I can't give up this amazing skill."

Yang Xuan shook his head as if laughing at himself.

"Where, brother Dao Yang is extremely talented and values ​​love and righteousness. He will definitely be able to achieve great heights in the future. He is indeed a role model for our generation and is enviable."

Han Li said cheap words casually.

After chatting just now, he discovered that this person was the number one in the conference. He was somewhat of a sweet-natured person, not aloof or arrogant, and much closer than the other nine.

At the moment, Han Li is just a little shrimp at the ninth level of Qi Refining, who has just entered the path of immortality and is isolated and helpless.

He will soon enter the Immortal Sect, and the future is uncertain.

Therefore, it was rare to meet someone who could talk to him and was strong, so he started to think about getting closer.

Unfortunately, not long after the conversation, the other party put away the flute and returned to the room.

Han Li also wanted to inquire more about cultivation issues and the major forces in the Immortal Dao, but he felt that he still had unfinished business.

The flying boat has traveled a long distance.

Finally, we arrived at the famous Yellow Maple Valley in the afternoon of the next day.

Penetrating through a giant Qimen array arranged in the Taiyue Mountains, the surrounding illusions disappeared, and you could see clouds, mountains, and mist in front of you, with yellow maples swaying.

There are countless magnificent pavilions arranged in an orderly manner, and the main hall is located on the peaks of the mountains.

Some foot-stepping leaf-shaped magical instruments, and immortal cultivators of all colors escaping light, were walking back and forth at low altitude.

"This is Yellow Maple Valley!"

"Sure enough, the scenery is beautiful, and it looks like an immortal."

Everyone on the flying boat walked out of the cabin one after another, looking at the wonders of the Immortal Gate in front of them, each with emotion.

However, the young man surnamed Han who took the Immortal Order to worship the sect was first sent to the Yingbin Building in Huang Maple Valley by his recruiter, Master Wang, to wait for subsequent assignments.

Then the ten people from Yang Xuan followed the procedure and came to the Huang Maple Valley meeting hall together under the leadership of Uncle Wang.

The winners of the ten-year Immortal Ascension Conference have to meet with senior managers and heads here, and undergo many examinations such as life experience verification and spiritual root determination.

After all, it is related to the distribution of precious Foundation Establishment Pills, which must be strictly controlled.

(End of this chapter)